"My bounty is as boundless as the sea
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite
My true love is grown to such excess
I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth

Can you have infinite love to something that do not exist, where love is turned towards the concrete, the larger in degree it is , the more concrete the object of love is being rendered

That light whose smile kindles the Universe,
That Beauty in which all things work and move

sense of immanence of the One in Nature

A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought
And rolls through all things